The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

As an experienced archaeologist with extensive knowledge and practical experience, Robin has stepped into the ownerless ghost ships floating in the sea more than once.

There is no so-called ghost on the ghost ship, only bones everywhere. The reason why the ship did not sink is just a coincidence, and there is no supernatural phenomenon.

Some people even deliberately disguise themselves as ghost ships to defraud the local waters. Robin has exposed this crude scam more than once, and many times we still have to believe in science.

But the ghost ship that suddenly appeared in front of her today was neither an illusion nor scientific. She and Fitz saw it at the same time, so it could not be faked.

"What a shabby ship! This type of hull structure should have been eliminated long ago."

As a lighthouse keeper, Fitz learned a lot about ship hulls from his adoptive father. Today's shipbuilding technology is different from that of thousands of years ago, and many old skills have been lost.

From observing the damaged sails, it can be seen that this ship is different from previous pirate ships. It is an old ship with at least several hundred years of history.

"There's something strange about this ship. It hit a reef but didn't sink. Fitz, be careful." Robin stepped back and protected Fizz in front of her. She was not good at close combat and would have no fighting power if approached.

The moonlight sprinkled on the mottled bow of the ghost ship like broken silver, and the mermaid statue that had been silent for a hundred years suddenly glowed with a strange luster tonight.

The originally warm and smooth skin of Bai Shi gradually lost its luster, as if all the vitality had been sucked away by an invisible hand. Spider-web-like cracks quietly spread under the moonlight, as thin as hair at first, and then became more and more hideous like the roots of an old tree.

"Ka... Ka..."

The subtle cracking sound was particularly clear on the silent deck, as if it came from the ancient sigh. The stone chips fell to the ground, not as cold dust, but with a strange warmth.

The fishtail of the statue was the first to crack, and the blue-gray stone peeled off, revealing not the rock inside, but a flowing, faint green light.

The cracks spread at a speed visible to the naked eye; the mermaid's arms, waist, neck... every inch of the stone skin was peeling off silently.

“Are mermaids related to ghost ships?”

Fitz and Robin watched as the last piece of debris slid off the statue's face, and its eyes suddenly opened.

Those were not holes carved out of stone, but two bottomless blue pools, slowly flowing with a sad light.

The green light grew increasingly intense, gurgling out from the cracks in the statue, illuminating the entire bow like a ghost town.

In the suffocating silence, the figure moved. She did not stand still like a statue, but slowly "walked" out from the cracked stone base step by step.

Her white dress was whiter than snow, but it had a faint green glow in the green light that surrounded her. Her sleeves moved without wind, as if being pulled by countless invisible hands.

Her fish tail turned into legs and gently landed on the beach, leaving a trail of light green phosphorescent footprints.

She raised her head and looked at the dark night sky. There was no expression on her pale face, only her blue eyes were filled with loneliness and sadness that spanned time and space.

The cold sea breeze blew, lifting her wet golden hair. A few strands of green light were entangled in her hair, like fireflies in the underworld, playing a silent elegy.

Fitz stared at the woman who suddenly appeared in a daze. She seemed to have seen this face somewhere. Maybe when her godfather was alive, she had read a newspaper with him, and the newspaper reported about this beautiful face.

Robin was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead, because not only the little mermaid had seen this face, but anyone with a little historical experience would never forget the mermaid's face.

"Are you Princess Otohime?"!

Can the dead really be resurrected? Robin asked himself this question, and after thinking for a moment, he immediately denied it. After life disappears, nothing is left.

When Robin was young, he once tried to find a way to resurrect his mother and his friends and relatives, but he suffered a lot and finally faced the reality.

"No wonder I've seen this face before. The newspaper left by my adoptive father was from more than ten years ago. Princess Otohime had been assassinated long ago. You can't be her. Who are you?"

The little fishman raised his trident. As long as Robin gave the order, he would rush forward and use his weapon to teach the villain a lesson.

"As you can see, I am Princess Otohime. This body is not mine, it only carries my soul. I have been serving on the Flying Dutchman for many years. This is the first time I have set foot on real land since my death."

The ghost ship that Princess Otohime brought her to was none other than the legendary Flying Dutchman. Under normal circumstances, ninety-nine percent of the creatures who had seen this ghost ship were dead.

According to the legend that Robin knew, the Flying Dutchman has existed for thousands of years according to historical records. Its purpose is to extradite the dead at sea and let the souls drifting in the sea return to their resting place.

If hell really exists, then the Flying Dutchman is a diligent cleaner on the sea, sending the souls that are not accepted by the Styx into the Styx to be judged for their whole lives.

Tianmu spoilers the future, and once mentioned that Princess Otohime had served on a ghost ship, which is why her soul has remained immortal.

If Princess Otohime's soul has been diverted to the River Styx, even if Luffy obtains Tensouga, he will not be able to bring Princess Shirahoshi's mother back to life.

"Davy Jones, it turns out this man is not a legend," Robin thought of the name of a pirate. She had done her research before, but could not find any biography of Davy Jones. She thought it was a play written by bards to cheat people out of money.

The name Davy Jones has been forgotten by most of the pirates of the new era, but most of the old people who have survived from the old era have heard of it, because he has a fan who always mentions Davy Jones.

That fanboy was none other than the famous Rocks. People who knew him didn't know why he worshipped Davy Jones.

Robin thought of the game Davy Back Fight, a game where you snatch your partner by winning or losing, also known as Davy Jones Fight!

What is lost in Davy Back Fight must be won back in Davy Back Fight style, and the game is usually in the format of best-of-three games.

The losers will be stripped of their crew and even have their pirate flag taken away permanently. The crew members won back through the Davy Back Fight must swear allegiance to Davy Jones and the new captain.

I still believe in the Davy Back Fight game, there are very few pirates in that set. Ever since the powerful Rocks Pirates died suddenly, it was a foreshadowing that in this kind of game, the crew members who won back were destined not to go far.

Swearing an oath to Davy Jones has no obvious binding force. Rocks, the biggest fanboy, is the one who is being cheated the most.